User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-2246928-20150429212034/@comment-32303-20150602153603

'We cannae let 'em ken what we're plannin,' the thought races through Dorian's head. He too, notices Jujubee has stopped. The wildcat's heart races, his ears flattening against his skull as he slows his rowing pace enough to rest his head against his oar and look out his oarport as well as he can.